After dawn, the situation on the battlefield in the guerrilla zone gradually became clearer.

The gunfire also fell completely silent as the planes approached the battlefield.

Under the cover of the aircraft, the Japanese puppet army left the stronghold, reconnoitred the enemy's situation, and collected the corpses of the Japanese puppet soldiers on the battlefield.

Battle losses also began to accumulate to the brigade headquarters one after another.

Nakata Yamalang's face was gloomy and terrifying, and every time the combat staff officer reported a string of numbers, his face would be gloomy by a point.

"General, including the Imperial Army, all casualties have been counted." The chief of staff picked up the statistical list and reported head-on.

"Read!"

Nakata Yama Lang's face did not change, he was as gloomy as just now, and asked bluntly.

Although he only said one word, the anger contained in it was very strong.

The chief of staff felt it, and his already solemn face became more and more unsightly at this time.

Taking a deep breath, he forced himself to calm down, and replied in the calmest tone possible: "After statistics, we were killed in battle last night, 2,049 of the imperial army were missing, and 219 of the light and heavy guns lost their combat effectiveness. ”

"Among them, the light and serious casualties are mainly distributed in the three strongholds that have been attacked."

"Among the 2,049 people who were directly lost, 1,892 bodies were found, and the remaining imperial soldiers were not seen alive or dead, and they were temporarily judged to be missing."

"But we judged that eighty percent of these imperial soldiers were blown up by shells on the battlefield."

"According to the reports of the defense districts, the main force of the garrison regiment operating in the area occupied by us not only has three reinforced battalions, and the strength of the troops has greatly exceeded our estimates, but it is also equipped with a large number of heavy mortars and flying thunder artillery."

"These heavy weapons are extremely powerful on the field battlefield, and as long as they explode at close range, they will definitely be gone."

"Bang ......"

Nakata Yamaro slammed his fist on the table in front of him, gritting his teeth, wanting to scold but couldn't.

This loss is too great.

Although more than 10,000 troops were stationed in the entire occupied area, the imperial army accounted for only one-third and less than 5,000 men.

The loss of forty percent of the imperial army overnight was definitely a slap in the face and a very loud slap to the face for himself, the newly appointed brigade commander.

"General......

The chief of staff suddenly spoke, pulling Nakata Yamaro out of his anger, and then showed an expression of wanting to speak and stopping.

This kind of expression is too familiar to the brigade commander, and it has been seen from the faces of his subordinates more than once in the past few days.

And every time you see it, there's bound to be bad news waiting for you.

From last night until now, he has received a lot of bad news, and there is no shortage of this one.

With a calm face, he asked, "What's the matter, let's report it together!" ”

The chief of staff no longer hesitated: "General, the direct loss of more than two thousand people is only the casualty of the imperial army last night. ”

"For more than a month before, there were battles every night in the occupied area, although the scale was small, and the casualties of the imperial army were also very small, and the losses in one battle could be counted in a slap. Therefore, the brigade and regiment headquarters and the commanders of the defense areas have not paid attention to it and have not made statistics. ”

"It wasn't until last night that we realized we were wrong and forgot one word: small things add up."

"The loss of several imperial troops in one battle, and the sum of a hundred battles is four or five hundred."

"In the past month or so, there have obviously been more than 100 exchanges of fire between garrisons, guerrillas, and garrison regiments."

"We didn't count these sporadic casualties before."

"Today, when the losses were summarized by the various strongholds, the commanders of each defense area realized that something was wrong, and then reported it to the brigade and regiment headquarters."

Nakata Yamaro suddenly interrupted: "Eight Geyalu, I don't want to listen to this nonsense. ”

"You just need to tell me how many Imperial troops we've lost during this time."

"Hey!"

The chief of staff hastened to answer.

"This sporadic exchange of fire began a month and a half ago, and we lost a total of 1,259 Imperial troops, an average of 30 Imperial troops every night."

"At present, the total strength of the Imperial Army has been sharply reduced to 2,000 of all the garrisons in the entire occupied area."

"And the Imperial Army."

"A month and a half ago, we had nearly 10,000 Imperial Allies."

"In the whole guerrilla war and sporadic firefights, we lost more than 1,800 people."

"In last night's battle, after reconnaissance, it was confirmed that the garrison regiment not only dispatched a large number of main forces to secretly infiltrate our occupied areas, but also transferred many local troops."

"Because their combat effectiveness was too poor, they did not participate in the battle to attack the mobile units of the Imperial Army."

"But they were not idle, but cooperated with the guerrillas to fight against our active Imperial Army."

"The twelve mobile units we attacked last night were all equipped with at least one battalion of the Imperial Cooperative Army, and there were even mobile units that reinforced two battalions of the Imperial Cooperative Army."

"More than 4,000 Imperial Allied troops were scattered in companies to fight the enemy in this area."

"Although those local troops have poor combat effectiveness, they are not opponents of the imperial army. However, compared with the Imperial Cooperative Army, especially those newly formed for a month or two, the combat effectiveness is definitely superior. ”

"Until now, only more than 1,000 of all the Imperial Cooperative troops participating in the war have returned to their respective bases safely after dawn, and all the other Imperial Cooperative troops have disappeared."

"The reconnaissance troops, intelligence officers, and aviation have already found a lot of their bodies in the combat area, so we judge that the remaining 3,000 Imperial Allied troops were either killed by the local troops and guerrillas attacked by the garrison regiment, or were captured."

"Finally, the weapons and ammunition hoarded in the various strongholds!"

"After a month and a half of sporadic firefights and last night's bloody fighting, the ammunition reserves in each stronghold have been depleted."

"At least half of the strongholds have used the ammunition prepared by the command for the independent mixed brigades without asking for instructions in order to ensure the needs of the battle, and a lot of them have been used."

"Puff ......"

Nakata Yamaro suddenly slumped in his seat, and the solemn expression on his face didn't know when it had been replaced by despair.

With his head held high, he stared at the roof with a pair of big shocked eyes, and it took five minutes to come back to his senses.

Then he shouted with a look of sudden realization.

"I see, this was a conspiracy from the beginning."

"We all underestimate the Garrison as an opponent."

From the beginning to the end, it was believed that the garrison regiment sent troops deep into the areas occupied by the imperial army to fight guerrilla warfare in order to train troops. ”

"There must be a reason for that, but it's just one of all."

"Through guerrilla warfare, we will accumulate small gains without attracting our attention, and invisibly slowly consume our troops and ammunition."

"By the time we react, there has been a large shortage of troops and ammunition in the front-line garrison."

"As for the purpose of their training, it must have been achieved, and last night's battle is the best proof of this."

"On the battlefield, everyone else kills two birds with one stone, but the garrison regiment has given us three birds with one stone, okay...... Hand...... Paragraph ......"

The last few words, Nakata Yama Lang almost shouted out word by word through gritted teeth.

The new official takes office three times before he can build up his prestige.

As a result, the three fires had not yet been burned, and he was slapped by his opponent with a loud slap.

He was parachuted directly from the country and was specifically responsible for military operations against the garrison regiment.

Within the North China Front, his position is fragrant, and many people are staring at it.

If you can't properly solve this crisis, and the matter gets out, you will not only lose face to the family, but also be attacked by many political enemies in this position, become the laughing stock of the front army, and then roll up and roll up.

When the time comes, this defeat will always follow him and become a failure in his military career.

It is certain that when you return to China, you will be completely refrigerated. The military career will also end in the position of major general, and there is no possibility of turning over.

Thinking of this, Nakata Shanlang no longer hesitated, and directly shouted murderously: "Eight Geya Road, we must avenge this revenge." ”

"Chief of Staff, order the independent mixed brigades that are already in place to immediately enter the battle, and the General Staff will draw up a specific battle plan,."

"There are 3,000 garrison regiments in this occupied area, and we still have more than 7,000 garrisons left, plus the troops that have been put in place by the independent mixed brigades, with a total strength of at least 15,000 people, and use a five-fold advantage in strength to encircle and annihilate them."

"Even if these Eighth Route Army are walnuts, I'm going to smash them and eat them."

"The intelligence services, as well as our spies lurking in this occupied area, are ready to go."

"Find out the specific location of the main force of the garrison, and then stare at them."

"As long as the independent mixed brigade is in place, attack immediately. They must not be allowed to slip away. ”

"The garrison regiment base area and the garrison of the eight strongholds on the blockade line are also ready to participate in the battle."

"As soon as the independent mixed brigade moved, they also moved, slaughtered the garrison base area, and destroyed their base area."

"Contact the air force, intensify patrols in the occupied areas, and find that the enemy does not need to ask for instructions, directly attack, and do not give the Eighth Route Army a chance to assemble and push out of our occupied areas."

At this point, Nakata Yamaro paused, then continued to command in a threatening tone.

"Tell all the commanders on the front line that we can only win this battle, not lose it!"

"Everyone is happy if they win, all the officers and soldiers participating in the battle have made meritorious contributions, and they will definitely be promoted to knighthood when the time comes."

"If I lose, I, the brigade commander, will definitely become the shortest-lived brigade commander in the empire, and I will roll up and roll up."

"However, before I leave, everyone will not be much better, and I will hold anyone accountable if something goes wrong."

"Even if there is no problem, the joint and several responsibility for defeat will definitely not be able to escape."

"So don't think about messing around, you have to get by, or even if you lose this battle, there are tall people on top of it, and it has nothing to do with you."

Nakata Shanlang's purpose is obvious, he wants to tie all the more than 10,000 people under his command to his chariot and advance and retreat together.

There is no need for the brigade commander to remind the chief of staff that he knows the possible outcome he will face if he loses this battle.

The brigade commander has a background and has the opportunity to return home.

He has no background, no power and no power, and in the end, eighty percent is the existence of the black cauldron.

When the time comes, apology will definitely be the only way out for yourself.

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